TJ North

I am alone! I am alone in my house, with MY music playing, no TV, and MY curry stew bubbling on the stove. Having Son #1 here has been a big adjustment and yes, I love him and I am glad he is here for many reasons…but I like being alone! 24/7 sports is hard to take, plus the expected disagreements between a 23-yr-old and a 40-something about things like where dishes belong, what is really food, and whether or not clean-or-even-any-sheets are an important component of a bedroom…(a bedroom with a brand new mattress, I might add, although it doesn’t seem to make any impression when I do.)
This week will be crazy - VIP visit means I have to spend tomorrow pulling all kinds of reports out of the air. The kind of things your boss decides would be good to have even though you have never put the data together in this way before. Or, even looked at this data before. I am nothing if not adaptable! Eager to please! Dependable! Aargh!

I am feeling pleasantly satisfied with myself and I am putting it down to the fresh air and exercise (over an hour of snowshoeing today = 450 cals burned, according to the website); no shopping hence no mall air nor credit card angst; and attention to vitamins and other supplements over the past week. I think the combination is really making a difference. Of course, come 7 am I may feel very different about myself. I will enjoy it while it is there.

Nose is still ugly. As the swelling goes down the scar is collapsing and indenting and the holes where the stitches were are opening up. It is still purple. I feel very shallow when I admit this is terribly bothering me.